Dear Old Lover,
Do you remember this time...
Three years ago?
Man................
Summer 2009 belonged to us.
I swear our love owned June and July.
August, not so much...
"Fuck You!"
To that 1st month of law school..
My 22 year old self..
Those despicable outside forces...
My bad, my bad.
You deserved more, much more...
I was no good.. then.
I was afraid...
Cowards tend to flee.
I ran fast...
Ducking and dodging the bullets...
Now you're married.
Now I'm forced to listen to Channel Orange, alone.
I should've been a better lover.
Now I never play with dangerous ammo...
Lesson learned.
Thank you.
xx,
India
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